Weddings

This weekend's wedding festivities were incredible.
Everything turned out so beautifully in spite of a few glitches (including wrongly initialed cake, a short rain delay, and a small but scary bridesmaid injury from a falling sun umbrella). Even after all of that, coming into the reception hall and seeing everything come together just wipes the slate clean. And we rewrote that whole event with a heck of a party.
The bride looked so beautiful that she could have walked straight out of a magazine. The mint juleps and firefly lemonade were delicious and perfect for the ambiance of the event.
The best part of all was having the honor of being a bridesmaid and getting to be involved in the whole process. Being invited into people's home, life, and family for one of their most important days is beyond description.
So thank you so much and best wishes to Bistopher* and Sarah.

Bridesmaid-ing poem:
Weddings are memorable,
Receptions are great.
But it's a thousand times better
When you can participate. 

* Apparently how the cake designer felt his name was spelled.

I'm on a Boat!

The Trbovich Epps Rehearsal dinner was so awesome!

We set sail on the Carolina Girl for an amazing sunset cruise. There were drinks, a breeze, great food, and incredible company. Not to mention an outstanding variety of "I'm on a boat!" jokes. (Obviously the best line, though I cannot properly "rap" it, is "I'm on a boat and it's going fast and I got a nautical themed pashmina afghan.")

A girlfriend* and I were pontificating about the total perfection of the night, with the small exception of an unfavorable ratio of single men to single women.

That picture above is actually from the boat as the sunset went down.

I'm on a boat! poem:

Drinks are flowing
The mood is zen
Now all we need
Are some single men.

* A shout out to ML, the girlfriend who noticed the absence of single men with me and helped me write this poem.

Labor Day Plans

This Labor Day, I have the coolest plans. My friends are getting married and I will be bridesmaid-ing for the weekend.

I won't say where this will go down for the purposes of securing my identity and theirs, and because I don't want anyone showing up and drinking alcohol that rightly belongs in my stomach. But suffice it to say there will be seersucker, mint juleps, a blue flag with a crescent moon and palm tree...and it is probably a lot cooler* than where you are going to be.

There was no immediate point to telling you this now, other than to rub it in.

Long weekend nuptials haiku:
Labor day wedding,
An extra day of fun and
hangover healing.

* The awesomeness kind of cooler, but also maybe temperature cooler.